I Cried Watching Notting Hill!!

I love this movie.

*bursts into tears again*

Suchitra Ragevan Nair!! You should NEVER have bullied me into letting me take home that Notting Hill VCD. Look at the way I've been reduced into a Kleenex-wasting, tear-duct malfunctioning, mushy sod that bursts into tears everytime a romantic scene comes on-screen!!

I cried when Anna Scott's boyfriend came back into her life just as William Thacker was about to enter it.

I cried when she came back to him after the press were after her like a pack of hounds.

Yes, I cried when they were on the verge of making love, but of course, the movie didn't show the explicit scenes. Like duhh, it would defeat the purpose of it being a romantic movie & instead turn into a porn freeshow.

I cried when she turned away from him yet again & that was a bloody depressing scene because his heart got trampled so many times!! I don't know if MINE could have taken to so many wrenches in one lifetime.

And of course, I cried when Anna says, "I'm just a girl...Standing in front of a boy" while holding back her tears.

I'm such a sap.

The deal about Notting Hill is that it's able to tug on one's heartstrings with a force enough to make one feel as though one was inside the move itself, acting as either Julia Roberts or Hugh Grant. No, no; NOT Spike. That one is just pure comic relief.

I LOVE this bloody movie, okay!!??

And to think there wouldn't be any romance in this movie. You know how I'm a sucker for romance!! Gee whizz...

Yes, I know it's an old-time romance movie where Julia Roberts still had that fresh, sparkling twinkle in her eyes & the crow's feet near Hugh Grant's eyes weren't so obvious.

Now everytime I here From The Heart by Another Level, my eyes turn into a pair of leaky faucets that just REFUSE to tighten its grip now matter how much I scrunch my eyes up. And here I am, punishing myself by replaying that bloody song over & over again because it gives me another good reason to tear up as I pay extra attention to the heartfelt lyrics filled with declarations of feelings & promises; all from the heart, of course. If only my life were one big fairytale like dear William Thacker's.

And that's a pretty big IF.

Dear God, I've been leaking everytime I hear sappy power ballads sung by one of my favorite artistes, Bryan Adams!! It's pathetic, I tell ya.

Heck, even the waitress at Splash & Decker caught me flapping my mouth off about how I wanted Everything I Do to be played as my wedding song as I danced with The One. Boy, did I resist the urge to wipe that cheesy grin off her face. Huuuuh.

Should I change my song to the Notting Hill one?? No, not When You Say Nothing At All; I meant From The Heart.

Never had I imagined Notting Hill to affect me the way it had. Hugh Grant was the total opposite of what he was in Bridget Jones' Diary, of which I had watched just before I slid in the first Notting Hill disc.

Did I mention that I love the movie?? What a classic.

*bursts into tears*

Laterz...
Lenny GodGilla Xabs